MTL - Luoyang Brocade-Chapter 431 ending

The days slipped like water, and soon it was at the end of the year.

Wei Yan has been in the palace for a long time and has never returned to the government for more than a month. The same is true for the New Year's Eve, only to send the letter back in the winter. Apologetics leaps in the lines between words.

"Auntie, I am sorry, you just married me, you have to be alone. The emperor's condition has not improved, I really can't get back to the house. This New Year, only Auntie is with you..."

Next, I talked about the situation in the palace.

The chronic poison in An Wang is very overbearing and has no medicine to solve. After a few days of painful suffering, An Wang starved to death. Hearing the death is very miserable.

Both the Prince and the Emperor fell ill, and the Emperor Sun ordered the burial of An Wang. On the same day, the prisoner who poisoned An Wang was detained by the nine ethnic groups.

As for the culprit Yan Wang, the emperor did not order the treatment, only ordered people to reduce Yan Wang’s meals by 70%. I can’t eat enough all day, and I’m hungry and uncomfortable. Yan Wang just wants to regenerate things without the strength.

Ling Jing姝 saw this, could not help but raise the lips.

The grandson’s hand is really powerful. Both punish the king of Yan and not drop the handle.

Yan Wang is now locked up in the prison. It is not difficult for Huang Taisun to want the life of Yan Wang. As long as it is arranged properly, there is no need to do it yourself. But if it is true, the emperor knows that it will inevitably be suspicious. It is better to be like a present, to keep Yan Wang a life. Waiting for the emperor to wake up and make a decision.

The boy who is condensed and proud is really mature and grown up. Enough to shoulder the burden of shoulders!

Ling Jing’s mind quickly moved away from the emperor’s body and looked down at the letter.

"The imperial illness is very difficult and cannot be cured. If it is properly nursed, it may be able to live for two more years. The older sister is still less than a year after being established, and the foundation is unstable in the palace. I will try my best and continue to be the emperor. I am afraid that I have to stay in the palace. I can’t go back to you from time to time. Auntie, I’m sorry.”

Fool, what are you saying sorry?

The Queen of the Peace is his most beloved long sister, and now she is also her relative. Of course, she is looking forward to the stability of the Queen in the palace.

After listening to the letter, Ling Jingyi once felt a reply and quickly wrote a letter to bring the winter back to the palace.

After finishing these things, Ling Xiao just came over.

There are Ling Xiao accompanied, and Bai Yu Qiao Yun stayed by, this New Year is not too deserted.

......

After the first month of the fifteenth, the emperor's condition did not improve.

The body of the prince was gradually getting better, and he began to go to the council. The pressure on the emperor's grandson suddenly eased a lot, and he began to enter the palace to serve the disease.

Prince Edward is now living in the palace. When he meets the emperor, he has to say a few words: "Auntie, after a year, I have been two years old. You should continue." Our Prince Edward is so thin. Now I only have one. You have married your wife, and you have more children. It’s just right to open branches for the Yang family..."

The Emperor, who had never heard of it in the past, listened silently for a moment, and suddenly said: "What the mother said is. I really should continue."

Prince Sidd did not expect to convince his son so easily, both surprised and happy, and his speech was unfavorable: "Do you really want to continue?"

The emperor's grandson dimly diǎn diǎn head.

Prince Edward simply turned his heart: "Well, this is really great. What do you like, let me listen to it. I will choose the best name for you."

As I spoke, I quickly figured it up in my mind.

The Qianjin of the criminal department? No, the appearance is too common.

Miss San of Pingyuan Houfu? No, not smart enough.

If you have to do it, you have to pick a talent and a look, not weaker than Jiang Rongyue. However, if you want to pick a face that is better than Ling Jing, it’s not easy...

Prince Edward, this diǎn concealed careful thought, the Emperor Sun did not know or care.

The woman she likes has been married as a wife, and she has no fate in this life. He once loved his wife and passed away. What do you have to do next?

As long as the prince looks pleasing to the eye, the temper is softer.

As for the child, of course, there will be more in the future. However, no matter how many children there are, you can’t go beyond it.

......

The emperor's grandson, the prince, was so happy that he turned his heart, and soon released the wind to pick Taisun. I think that I am qualified to compete for a famous grandson of Sun Sun, and I will not be surprised by the wind.

This news was also quickly spread in the capital.

Even Ling Jingyu, who stayed in the house all day, knew about it from our chat.

Jiang Rongyue has been dead for nearly two years, and the reign of Emperor Sun is also a matter of course. Ling Jingxin thought in his heart, did not pay attention to these, and started to make needles with his head down.

Embroidered in her hand is a pale green small apron.

The apron is small and not much bigger than the palm. Some cute little animal patterns have been embroidered on it.

Bai Yu also accompanied the needlework and said: "Miss, this needlework is the most hurtful eye. You still have more rest! Let the slaves do it. The craftsmanship of the embroidered mothers in the palace is also excellent."

Silently licking his lips, he smiled unconsciously: "Reassured, my own body, I know best. Nothing is idle, do some needlework to pass the time. Not tired of yourself."

"The way to pass the time is more. The slaves take some free books and come over." Qiao Yunli took a handful of free books.

Ling Jing, but our kindness, had to smile and stop the needle thread in hand, and took a free book and looked at it.

It has been more than two months since she became a relative. The moon on her body has not come.

Last month, she had a vague hunch, and she kept humming and didn't say anything until she came to the doctor a few days ago. I was diagnosed with a happy pulse.

Unfortunately, Wei Yan is still in the palace, has not returned to the government, still do not know that he is going to be awkward.

Ling Jing swayed the lower abdomen that had not yet been raised, and the slightly sagged face floated with a gentle and shallow smile.

Bai Yu couldn't help but say: "Miss has a good time, such good news, send people into the palace to send a letter! Queens must be very happy to listen to it. If you say no, you will let your aunt return home!"

Three days after becoming a relative, Wei Yan was called into the palace. I have not returned to the government for more than two months.

Miss is also very pitiful, just got married and have to stay alone. I am pregnant now, and no husband is with me.

Ling Jing saw that Bai Yu had a rough face and couldn't help but smile. "Don't worry. Wait until three months, the baby is stable, and it is not too late to send people into the palace."

In the warm afternoon, the master and servants sat under the tree and whispered in the birds and flowers.

Outside the courtyard, Wei Yanzhen, who rushed back to the palace from the palace, strode forward. Before I even waited at the door, I couldn’t wait to shout out: "Auntie, I am back!"

It is Wei Yan!

He is finally back!

......

Ling Jing’s heart trembled and stood up.

The handsome man who came from the sun, eagerly strode to the front and forced her into her arms: "Auntie, it is me, I am back."

Ling Jing's tears rushed out, suppressing the grievances of more than two months and suddenly came out, sobbing and said: "It's been a long time, you still know to come back."

She disappeared on the third day of the wedding. She lived alone in the empty and quiet Weifang. How could she not be alone? If they are not accompanied by Ling Xiao and Bai Yu, the days are more difficult.

Wei Yan listened to the intermittent whispering cry, both stunned and distressed: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to happen so suddenly. I am in the palace, I actually remember you every day..."

He didn't know how much he wanted to come back to see her. But the Emperor did not get out of danger one day, he should not be idle. Even if the Queen is his long sister, he would never dare to let him go out of the house when it is so important.

These reasons, Wei Yan does not say, Ling Jing's heart is also very clear, but also understandable. It’s just that the mouth is too big, and there is always something in my heart.

Bai Yu and Qiao Yun looked at each other and retired with great tacit understanding. Leave this world to a newly married couple who has been married for more than two months.

Ling Jing 姝 哭 哭 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫 卫

Wei Yan bowed her head and wiped her tears carefully, lovingly kissing her on her forehead, and continually moved to her lips. Ling Jing's life for the first time put aside all the restraints, and outside the house and Wei Yan kiss lingering, it is difficult to separate.

Wei Yan quickly became very hot and hard, and the big hand flexibly climbed onto her soft chest.

His hand was caught.

"It’s noisy again!" Ling Jing’s face was full of intoxicating blush, and he glared at him: “I don’t know what it is.”

Wei Yan’s eyes are deep and breathless: “Let’s go back to the house.”

Go back to the house and do whatever you want without knowing.

Ling Jing suddenly smiled, said nothing, only pulled up his big hand and placed it on his flat belly.

Wei Yanyi looked at Ling Jingwei with a puzzled look: "What happened? Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

Ling Jing is laughing: "A fool! You are still too doctor!"

Wei Yan was a glimpse. It took a moment to react. I looked at Ling Jing’s stomach unbelievably. It was unfavorable to talk: "You, are you, are you there?"

It’s rare to see Wei Yan’s stupid look.

Ling Jing Yu Renjun laughed and couldn't help but smiled and simply extended his right hand: "You come to me for a diagnosis, not everything is clear."

Wei Yan studied medicine at an early age and did not know how many people were diagnosed. This time, it was the most intense and exciting time in his life. Even the fingers placed on the wrists of Ling Jing’s wrists trembled slightly.

He forced himself to converge on the excited mood and calm down the pulse.

Sure enough, it is a happy pulse!

She is pregnant with his child. They are going to have children!

Wei Yan took back her hand and looked down at her, trying to say something, but she couldn’t say a word. The water flashed out in the eyes, and it was so full of tears.

"Wei Yan, we have to be a mother." Ling Jing's eyes are also a little moist, the voice is full of tenderness: "You are not happy?"

"Of course, happy." Wei Yan did not dare to force her, gently smothered her, whispered in her ear: "Auntie, I am so happy. I am still fluttering and dizzy." ”

He has already prepared for a lonely life. Before meeting her, he thought that he would live alone in this lonely life.

Fortunately, God did not treat him thinly. Give Ling Jing to him.

He has a beloved wife and will soon have his own children.

At this moment, he is the happiest man in the world.

He took her hand.

Hold the hand, and the old man.

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